 | About a week ago I was home alone at about 11:30 and couldn't sleep so I decided to go for a walk. Since I live right near the high school, I thought if I took a walk around the school, I might tire myself out and be able get some sleep. I should also say at this point that I'm 15 and a girl. As I was walking, someone grabbed me from behind. He told me not to try anything and started pulling my clothes off. I screamed for help and he tried to cover my mouth. I kept screaming and he kept trying to silence me. He slapped me across the face and told me if I said another word he'd kill me. Then I heard someone yell What the **** do you think your doing? The guy took off running and I looked up and saw someone standing there. It was a friend of my brother's who is 17 and I knew a little bit. I ran over to him, disregarding the fact that I was completely naked. He put his arms around me and kept telling me it was going to be ok. My clothes were no where to be found, the creep had run off with them. I told him I didn't want to go home because I was scared. He brought me to his car and drove me to his house. He said I could sleep in the guest room and he would be right down the hall in his room or I could sleep in his room and he'd be in the guest room. I told him I didn't want to be alone and I wanted him close to me. I'm still a virgin and normally would never sleep in the same bed as another guy, let alone his bed and naked, but I was scared and felt safe with him. I got into bed with him and he put his arms around me and kept me warm. I asked him if we were going to have sex and he said he was sorry but didn't want to do anything until he was married. I fell asleep almost immediately and the next morning when I woke up, there was a set of clothes he had picked up from my house for me. I went downstairs and he had made me breakfast. He drove me home and told me he would never speak a word about what happened to anyone. The thing is that now, a week later, when I start thinking about everything, I think I have feelings for him. The time we spent together was closer than I've had with anyone else ever. I don't know if I can tell him though, or even if I should. Is it just that I was very vunerable or could I have found someone I can truely love? What should I do? |
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